I am a Workout Worm

I'm horrified. Ashamed. Smitten with self-loathing.

Last night, as Pam and I drove home from working out at the YMCA, I realized that I had committed a terrible faux paux. After 20 minutes on the arc trainer, I left...without wiping it down. All of that sweat just left to marinate. The guy beside me probably reported me to the Y authorities. I well remember the Seinfield episode about this.

Dare I show my face there again?

Posted on January 24, 2008 10:09 AM|

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